Brothers From Brentwood L. I. Lyrics - Singles - Epmd

Verse one: erick sermon 

Epmd fans stay focused, e's about to freak it 

Hardcore, but not rough enough to bleep it 

So relax and chill, get down with the brother 

And like damon wayans, we're living in black colour 

Sheik, the beats make em freak 

A unique technique, with flavors like black sheep 

You know my style's mad rugged, you love it 

You never heard the funk before the e was discovered 

I'm bad, renegade wrangler, mic strangler 

Funk arranger, e.d's danger 

We make the sounds that make you *owwwww!* 

Make you wanna scream like james brown so I can rock a town 

I'm real swift, I bring light to a skip 

I rock the party all night, the crowd chant my shit 

I leave at sundown, walk away chillin 

Cool, and keep mental like mike bivins 

Then I find the hit squad, and stop buckwhylin 

Chump, cause i'ma... 

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Verse two: parrish smith 

Peace to the posse, yeah ok you got me 

Another rap chumpie about to o.d. 

Beat fanatic fiend from the hard scene 

You know the kid in the benz s-o with the fog beam 

Skins cool I mingle girls are simple 

'i'll be gentle, I'll be very gentle' 

Don't bug on my rap skill boy, because it's mental 

Squaad is mad truck, quick to snuff a duck 

No bluff, your neck'll get snapped so kill the ruff stuff 

Brentwood's my town home of beatdowns 

Dress code is don't care so take a chill clown 

Smallest place on the map we're bustin big caps 

Where girlies troop tim boots and baseball caps 

That's where I'm from chump, still buckwhylin 

Bust it hobbes, cause i'ma 

Verse three: erick sermon, parrish smith 

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Now it's time for me the e to rock it loco 

No need to guess homeboy, you know my vocals 

Gimme a break to stay focused on my tape 

I'm more than great, I got the key to my state 

I'm rough like brillo, I bust like a pistol 

The b-boy form is nine mil or is til 

The underground sound be pumped for the new jacks 

Who loves you baby? I'm not bo jackson, get the bozack 

Yeah, bo-e-oh-e-o-zack, check the format 

Hardcore underground, just like amtrak 

Word to herb got more steel than pittsburgh 

So easy with the smart comments, or boy you get served 

I'm cock-d keep you dancin like ali 

Collect the dough you know and then I'm swayze 

On the downlow, no profilin or buckwhylin 

Bust it kid, cause i'ma